Sure enough, just when Fenglang was worried about Qin Dong, Qin Dong launched a combined attack on the six people. Without even looking, the arm that reached towards Richen's throat only trembled slightly, and six golden rays flew immediately. The sky. No matter how unpredictable the six powers of the six third-level monks were, they were stunned by Qin Dong's golden light and had nowhere to escape. They were caught up one by one and devoured in the blink of an eye.
Before the six third-level monks could recover from this scene, Qin Dong's figure had penetrated their defenses like an arrow and headed straight towards Richen.
The six third-level monks were so frightened that they hurriedly exerted all their strength and then chased after Qin Dong. Ri Yao was such a precious son as Ri Chen. If something happened to them, their fate would be enough to scare them half to death.
In order to save their lives, these six third-level monks were really jealous. Chasing behind Qin Dong, the spiritual power was continuously released as if it was free of charge, turning into waves of spiritual power visible to the naked eye, like colorful dragons, chasing after Qin Dong.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!" The harassment from behind made Qin Dong very annoying. He simply shouted, let Richen go for the time being, steadied his body, turned around and swept out a palm, the majestic power of chaos immediately swept the sky and the earth, and became mad. [
The spiritual energy waves that the six third-level monks exerted themselves were as fragile as a baby in front of the power of chaos. Before the power of Chaos could truly manifest, it collapsed. The six third-level monks seemed to have seen a ghost, their faces turned pale, and they all involuntarily jumped back and held their heads.
"Is this person a human, or... a god?" After witnessing all this, Long Quan was so shocked that his eyes nearly jumped out of his sockets.
Feng Lang just shook his head at this time, his face flushed with excitement, but he couldn't even utter a word.
The six third-level monks were driven back by Qin Dong's power, and the two fourth-level monks were also dumbfounded. When the power of chaos surged between heaven and earth just now, the pressure it brought to them was too heavy to describe in words. Neither of them are fools, and they both know in their hearts that Qin Dong is definitely not something they can handle.
Qin Dong scared off six third-level monks, and in a flash, he was in front of Richen. The two fourth-level monks subconsciously blocked Richen behind them, and when they were about to speak, they suddenly met Qin Dong's cold eyes as sharp as a knife. The hearts of the two people were beating wildly, and their heads seemed to have been hit hard, and suddenly turned into a blank.
"Do you really want to die?" Qin Dong said with a solemn expression. Just the invisible sound wave made the faces of the two 49th monks change horribly, and they all took a step back.
"Sir, can... can you, for the sake of my pavilion master, spare the life of our young pavilion master? I believe that the master of the pavilion will be very grateful to sir and repay you generously!" Among the two fourth-level monks , one person still had some courage. After being frightened, he plucked up the courage to plead to Qin Dong with his fists clasped.
"No!" Qin Dong answered very simply, causing the two fourth-level monks to moan in their hearts.
"Sir, it's all my young master's fault. How about I apologize to you on his behalf?"
"Hmph... Could it be that your young pavilion master is mute and has to ask someone else to even apologize?" Qin Dong looked coldly at Richen who was hiding behind the two fourth-level monks, and said with a half-smile.